Promise Cove (A Pelican Pointe Novel Book 1) (158 page)

On his return
Nick spotted Jordan sitting in the rear seat of the car rocking Hutton back and forth to sleep. He opened the door as quietly as he could and offered, “I can have us home in fifteen minutes.”

“T
her
e
’
s
no
r
u
sh
no
w
,
sh
e
’
s
s
ound
aslee
p
.
B
ut
I
h
a
ve
t
o
pu
t
he
r
do
w
n
i
n
th
e
ca
r
s
e
a
t
t
o
mak
e
th
e
t
r
i
p
hom
e
.
S
he
m
a
y n
o
t
l
i
ke
it ve
r
y
muc
h
.
Y
ou might
w
ant
t
o cover
y
our
ea
r
s
,
” she
t
old
him,
as
she
gently
be
g
a
n
t
o
t
r
an
s
fe
r
H
u
t
t
o
n
f
ro
m
her
a
r
ms
in
t
o
the
car
s
eat
and
a
w
k
w
ar
d
ly
buckle
up
the
slee
p
i
n
g b
a
b
y
.
T
o
J
or
d
a
n
’
s
su
r
p
r
is
e,
H
u
t
t
on
s
qui
r
med
s
o
me,
but
o
t
her
tha
n
tha
t
w
as
pret
t
y
muc
h
ou
t
l
i
k
e
a
ligh
t
.

T
ha
t
nigh
t
thei
r
hig
h
s
p
i
r
i
t
s
f
ro
m
th
e
f
e
s
tiv
e
d
a
y
con
t
inue
d
lo
ng
af
t
e
r
the
y
pu
l
le
d
in
to
T
h
e
C
ov
e.
Onc
e
they
g
o
t
H
ut
t
o
n
to
bed
,
the
y
feas
t
e
d
o
n
th
e
r
i
b
s
,
eac
h
d
r
in
k
i
ng
a
bee
r
w
it
h
thei
r
meal
.
W
a
t
chi
ng
N
ic
k
lic
k
h
i
s
w
a
y
do
w
n
the
l
a
s
t
r
i
b
bone
,
sh
e
jo
k
i
n
g
l
y
said
,
“
I
thin
k
that
’
s
th
e
m
o
s
t
I
’
ve
s
ee
n
y
o
u
pu
t
a
w
a
y
s
i
nc
e
y
o
u
cam
e
her
e.
Y
o
u
do
n
’
t
ea
t
m
y
coo
k
i
ng
l
i
k
e
tha
t
.
”

“
Y
ou
’
r
e
k
iddi
n
g
,
r
i
ght
?
I
lov
e
y
ou
r
coo
k
i
n
g
.
B
u
t
r
i
b
s
an
d
w
i
n
g
s
h
a
v
e
al
w
a
y
s
bee
n
m
y
t
o
p
t
w
o
wea
k
n
e
ss
e
s
.
T
h
at
an
d
bee
r
.
”

“
I can
t
e
l
l
.
”
W
hen
he
s
t
a
r
t
ed
t
o help
her
clean
u
p
,
she p
u
shed
him
t
o
w
ard
the
ha
l
l
w
a
y
.
“
I
beli
e
ve
ther
e
’
s
a
recliner
w
ith
y
our
name
on
i
t
w
ai
t
i
n
g
for
a
L
a
ke
r
s
g
am
e
.
G
o
.
I
can get
th
i
s
.
”
S
he
g
a
ve
him
an
o
ther
nudge
t
o
w
ard
the
doo
r
.

Gl
an
c
i
ng
a
t
h
i
s
w
a
t
c
h
,
h
e
edge
d
ou
t
o
f
th
e
roo
m
.
“
I
f y
ou
’
r
e
sure
,
I
’
l
l
j
u
s
t
g
r
ab
an
o
the
r
bee
r
an
d
hea
d
ou
t
to
ca
t
c
h
th
e
ti
p-
off
.”

S
inc
e
sh
e
had
n
’
t
cooked
,
cleanu
p
t
oo
k
l
es
s
than
f
i
f
t
een
minu
t
e
s
.
B
ut
whe
n
sh
e
g
o
t
t
o
t
h
e
li
v
i
n
g
room
,
sh
e
found
N
ic
k
stre
t
che
d
out
fas
t
aslee
p
i
n
Sc
o
t
t
’
s
recline
r
.
E
ven thoug
h
the
t
el
e
v
is
io
n
b
l
are
d
w
it
h
the
n
o
is
e
o
f
a
g
am
e
in pro
g
r
es
s
,
sh
e
could
n
’
t
t
a
k
e
he
r
e
y
e
s
of
f
hi
m
.
H
e
had
such
a
peace
f
u
l
loo
k
o
n
h
i
s
face
,
i
t
w
a
s
a
l
l
sh
e
coul
d
d
o
n
o
t
t
o
reach ove
r
an
d
r
un
he
r
f
i
n
ge
r
s
throug
h
h
i
s
coa
l
-
b
l
ac
k
hai
r
.
H
e
r
pu
ls
e
quickened
.
O
h
,
s
o
t
em
p
ti
n
g
,
sh
e
though
t
.
B
ut
she did
n
’
t
d
ar
e
.
W
h
a
t
w
a
s
happeni
n
g
t
o
her
?
S
he
force
d
he
r
s
elf
t
o
ree
l
i
n
he
r
em
o
tion
s
an
d
p
icke
d
u
p
on
e
o
f
he
r
deco
r
ati
n
g m
a
ga
zin
e
s
off
the
cof
f
e
e
t
a
bl
e
.
S
he
g
o
t
comfo
r
t
a
bl
e
o
n
the
s
ofa
,
c
urli
n
g
he
r
le
g
s
unde
r
he
r
an
d
s
t
a
r
t
e
d
a
bs
entl
y
thum
b
i
n
g
throug
h
the
p
a
g
e
s
,
n
o
t
rea
l
l
y
s
eei
n
g
a
n
y
thi
n
g
clearl
y
.
S
he
g
l
ance
d
u
p
,
he
r
e
y
e
s
u
n
w
il
li
n
gl
y
d
r
if
t
i
n
g
bac
k
t
o
N
ic
k
.